Let the Truth be Told

"Master Bruce, you have a visitor," Alfred announced to his life-long master, Bruce Wayne, who was sitting in the large living room with a book in hand. "Mr. Kent."

"Send him in," Bruce said dismissively. Right on cue, Clark Kent entered from the foyer, nervously pulling at his collar. He sat down in the seat opposite Bruce, who was eying him rather suspiciously. "Well Kent? What do you want?"

"I have a problem with…Lois," Clark said right away, gently fixing his large glasses. Bruce, although he did not show it, was mildly intrigued with Clark's problem. "You see…Lois and I…well Superman, have been dating for some time."

"Not hard to figure out Kent. What's the problem?" Bruce said, his to the point attitude not surprising the Kryptonian.

"Well, I haven't told Lois about me being Clark Kent and I'm wondering if I should tell her or not." Now Bruce was giving Clark his full attention. "You think you could give me some advice on what I should do?"

"Do you think you should tell her?" Bruce asked, leaning back in his chair.

Clark seemed to feel troubled by the question, fiddling with his glasses in thought. It took a few moments to look over how he felt about it before finally saying, "I want to, but I'm a bit afraid. After all she is Lois. She's probably the thing I'm most afraid of." (Bruce couldn't help but nod his head in agreement)

"Listen Kent, relationships don't last on secrets. Take me and Lois…."

"Don't go there, it's still a bit of a sore subject,' Clark said, avoiding eye contact. "But I get what you're saying at."

"Our relationship fell apart because I didn't tell her about Batman. If she finds out on her own, it's trouble. It'd be best to tell her on your own. The longer you put it off, the worse it'll be when it happens."

"Right, well…I guess I have to face the music then huh?" Clark said rather nervously, tugging at his red tie. "Well thanks."

Bruce said nothing and merely began reading his book again as Clark left, finally ready to face Lois. Well, at least he though he did.

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Clark still had one dilemma, which person he broke the news as. Clark Kent could go but it would be far more awkward to do so. After all, even with all the long hard years behind them, they still weren't the best of friends. There was the choice of Superman but Lois might find that finding it the other way around would be a lot more aggravating.

After an hour or two of procrastinating, Clark just flipped a coin in his apartment: heads Clark, tails Superman. The coin bounced onto the floor, rattling like a dish for several moments before finally stopping. Clark nervously took the coin, not trying to look at the result until he brought the closed palm up to his face. He unwrapped his fingers and saw heads.

"Heads it is."

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Lois had just set down the phone onto the base, finding herself a little put off. The phone call she had received from Clark just moments ago sounded oddly urgent. He had sounded to her like he had a confession to make when he uttered, "We need to talk." Of course, Clark always was the strange one…but maybe that's why she…

"No! I can't have feelings for two guys. No way. Not Superman and Clark Kent," Lois denied, trying to rid the image of Clark Kent from her mind and just keep the image of Superman in. Just in time, a distraction came.

There was a knock on the door and Lois quickly went to open it. As she unlocked the lock and twisted the knob and pulled it back, she came face to face with Clark Kent who was looking incredibly nervous.

"Kent? How the heck did you get over here so fast? You just called from your apartment," Lois said incredulously. "That's impossible."

"Actually Lois, that's what I'm here to talk to you about…" Clark said faintly, forcing Lois to raise an eyebrow. She opened the crack in the door wider, letting Clark in. Clark walked over to the couch and sat down and Lois sat in the seat across from him, eyeing him rather suspiciously.

"Well? Spill Smallville."

"Okay…you know how some people lead, different lives. Two entirely different identities?" Clark said awkwardly, fiddling with the couch's armrest. Lois didn't like where this was going but she was very interested. "Well…oh forget it, I don't know how to say any other way. Lois I'm Superman," Clark shouted bluntly.

Lois took two seconds of shock to register what he just said. "S…say…again?"

Clark ripped off his glasses and ran his hand through his hair, letting his signature stray strand fall over his forehead. Lois could only gape in awe at the sight she just witnessed. He really is Superman. "I'm Superman." He waited a few seconds but Lois didn't say a word. "Lois…say something."

Much to Clark's surprise, Lois began laughing. She got up and held her sides, laughing uncontrollably. Clark could only stare, stare as his lover laughed at the shocking truth she had just received. "I can't…believe it…" Lois said through her fits of laughter. "All this time, I though I was falling for two different guys when this entire time, they were one in the same!"

"Uh…does this mean…you're not mad at me?" Clark said with his usual naivety as Lois tried to regain control over herself.

Lois took several moments to stop laughing and then immediately through a large cup sitting on the table in front of her at Clark. The cup merely smashed against his chest, the pieces falling to the floor. "You…jerk!" Lois screamed as she took a lamp and threw it at Clark's head. "You mean that all this time, you're Superman and it slipped right under my nose?"

"Well…"

"I mean how could a stupid pair of glasses and a tuft of hair, one stupid tuft, fool Metropolis' best reporter?" Lois screamed, taking the actual table and lifting it with all her might, throwing it at Clark who just let it hit him. "To think I spent five years being your partner, spent four months dating you and I couldn't even notice the similarities!"

"Well it wasn't just you…"

"Don't you even dare start Clark!" Lois now took a nearby hairbrush and flung it at Clark, who couldn't even take any damage from the onslaught but was still instilled with fear. "How could I have been so blind? The same feelings, the same height and build…"

"Does this mean…we're breaking up?" Clark asked, looking crestfallen.

Lois didn't answer but just merely groaned.

Lois, who was by know tired of throwing things at Clark, just began pushing him out the door. Clark didn't dare resist and stepped out of the apartment as Lois handed him his glasses. "We'll talk about this tomorrow. I need time to think. And don't you dare hide from me or I'll hunt you down and force feed you kryptonite, got it?"

Clark gulped and nodded nervously. Lois then shut the door, leaving a very nervous and confused Clark standing in the hallway. It was at that moment that Clark realized something: she just called him Clark…

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"How'd it go?" Bruce asked the Kryptonian with interest. The journalist contemplated his answer for a few moments, leaving Bruce to wonder.

"I told her…" Clark said finally.

"Did she break up with you?"

"I don't…think so. I mean she said she'd talk to me tomorrow but I'm not really sure about what she meant."

Bruce just shook his head in disappointment as he crossed his leg over his other "Still naïve as ever Kent."

END

Sorry for the delay but I'll have the others up by Christmas. Happy Holidays!